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GIVE THE DEVIL HIS DUE

A riveting look at Australian life and politics between the great wars through the eyes of a gentleman hero.

Fascists, bookmakers, and unhappy Italians are all out to get a wealthy Australian artist.

It's 1934, and Rowland Sinclair’s rich, well-connected family (A Murder Unmentioned, 2019, etc.) heartily disapproves of his career as an artist and even more emphatically of the leftist friends who live with their black sheep on his family’s Sydney estate: Milton Isaacs, Clyde Watson Jones, and sculptress Edna Higgins, the woman Rowly loves. After Rowly arranges to drive his 1927 Mercedes S-Class in a race to raise money for the Red Cross, he’s interviewed by reporter Crispin White, who wonders aloud why Rowly drives a German car and whether he knows that the racetrack is cursed. It turns out that Milton, a poet, knew White, who had deserted Milt’s pregnant cousin. When White is found murdered in Magdalene’s House of the Macabre, Milt is a prime suspect. Just as Hitler is consolidating his power, Rowly, who has suffered physically and mentally at the hands of Nazi bullies during a trip to Germany, plans to reveal their evil doings through an art exhibit portraying the horrible things he saw there. But first he must finish the paintings and get through the race. His team includes Joan Richmond, an accomplished race car driver, and the actor Errol Flynn, who’s more at home on boats. Once Rowly's team becomes the favorite, bookmakers who stand to lose a great deal try to intimidate them into throwing the race. Not even getting shot at and involved in a deadly accident deter Rowly from trying to protect his friends by solving the murder while revealing the dangers of fascism.

A riveting look at Australian life and politics between the great wars through the eyes of a gentleman hero.

Pub Date: Jan. 6, 2020

ISBN: 978-1-4642-0701-3

Page Count: 400

Publisher: Poisoned Pen

Review Posted Online: Oct. 27, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 15, 2019

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A CONSPIRACY OF BONES

Forget about solving all these crimes; the signal triumph here is (spoiler) the heroine’s survival.

Another sweltering month in Charlotte, another boatload of mysteries past and present for overworked, overstressed forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan.

A week after the night she chases but fails to catch a mysterious trespasser outside her town house, some unknown party texts Tempe four images of a corpse that looks as if it’s been chewed by wild hogs, because it has been. Showboat Medical Examiner Margot Heavner makes it clear that, breaking with her department’s earlier practice (The Bone Collection, 2016, etc.), she has no intention of calling in Tempe as a consultant and promptly identifies the faceless body herself as that of a young Asian man. Nettled by several errors in Heavner’s analysis, and even more by her willingness to share the gory details at a press conference, Tempe launches her own investigation, which is not so much off the books as against the books. Heavner isn’t exactly mollified when Tempe, aided by retired police detective Skinny Slidell and a host of experts, puts a name to the dead man. But the hints of other crimes Tempe’s identification uncovers, particularly crimes against children, spur her on to redouble her efforts despite the new M.E.’s splenetic outbursts. Before he died, it seems, Felix Vodyanov was linked to a passenger ferry that sank in 1994, an even earlier U.S. government project to research biological agents that could control human behavior, the hinky spiritual retreat Sparkling Waters, the dark web site DeepUnder, and the disappearances of at least four schoolchildren, two of whom have also turned up dead. And why on earth was Vodyanov carrying Tempe’s own contact information? The mounting evidence of ever more and ever worse skulduggery will pull Tempe deeper and deeper down what even she sees as a rabbit hole before she confronts a ringleader implicated in “Drugs. Fraud. Breaking and entering. Arson. Kidnapping. How does attempted murder sound?”

Forget about solving all these crimes; the signal triumph here is (spoiler) the heroine’s survival.

Pub Date: March 17, 2020

ISBN: 978-1-9821-3888-2

Page Count: 352

Publisher: Scribner

Review Posted Online: Dec. 22, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2020

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THREE BAGS FULL

A SHEEP DETECTIVE STORY

All these problems are handsomely solved at the unsurprising cost of making the human characters less interesting than the...

Just when you thought you’d seen a detective in every guise imaginable, here comes one in sheep’s clothing.

For years, George Glenn hasn’t been close to anyone but his sheep. Everyday he lets them out, pastures them, reads to them and brings them safely back home to his barn in the guilelessly named Irish village of Glennkill. Now George lies dead, pinned to the ground by a spade. Although his flock haven’t had much experience with this sort of thing, they’re determined to bring his killer to justice. There are of course several obstacles, and debut novelist Swann deals with them in appealingly matter-of-fact terms. Sheep can’t talk to people; they can only listen in on conversations between George’s widow Kate and Bible-basher Beth Jameson. Not even the smartest of them, Othello, Miss Maple (!) and Mopple the Whale, can understand much of what the neighborhood priest is talking about, except that his name is evidently God. They’re afraid to confront suspects like butcher Abraham Rackham and Gabriel O’Rourke, the Gaelic-speaking charmer who’s raising a flock for slaughter. And even after a series of providential discoveries and brainwaves reveals the answer to the riddle, they don’t know how to tell the Glennkill citizenry.

All these problems are handsomely solved at the unsurprising cost of making the human characters less interesting than the sheep. But the sustained tone of straight-faced wonderment is magical.

Pub Date: June 5, 2007

ISBN: 978-0-385-52111-6

Page Count: 368

Publisher: Flying Dolphin/Doubleday

Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 15, 2007

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